My friend Dagny is one of many on the lecture circuit for World Seminar Training, Inc. (1) She has for the last nine months traveled throughout the world putting on Leadership Seminars for various companies. As her friend and therapist she sent me this story which she said would be perfectly okay to share with Velvet9 members. I will let Dagny's letter convey her latest sexy erotic adventure for you:
Dear Babe,
As you know I have been doing various leadership seminars throughout the country. This one got wild and wicked in a hurry and I have never had so much fun. I just had to write and relate the hot sexy story of what has happened to me over the past three days.
My company was hired by another which shall remain nameless but is somewhat like Herman Miller. (2)
They hired me to conduct a Leadership Seminar at the nearby Amway Grand Hotel and Convention Center in the Gerald R. Ford Room in Grand Rapids, Michigan. (3)
I opened the seminar like I usually do with the standard introductions by introducing myself and sharing personal details so the participants will feel free to do the same with their own life and everyone would get loosened up.
I shared with the group that I have been engaged for the past 5 years to a wonderful older man named John who has 2 adult children and that my main hobby is collecting antiques and various works of art. I told the group that my fiance and I are planning to find a historic building in which we can have our business enterprises on the first floor and living quarters on the the second.
I also tell them we plan to furnish the building with all the antiques we have been collecting separately and together for the past five years. That in fact, we may soon be their neighbors as we are considering moving "lock stock and barrel" to the beautiful Grand Rapids Heritage Hill District. (4)
Then as I always do, I asked the attendees to introduce themselves and share his or her own personal story.
The first man to his feet was Vincent Z. Lombardo. He told the group that like me, he also enjoys collecting antiques and in fact his entire 9,000 square foot building is decorated only with antiques that he has found primarily in estates sales and through DuMouchelles Art Gallery (5) out of Detroit, Michigan.
Before sitting down he concluded:
"Unfortunately I must store it all now or sell it. I have called DuMouchelles to come next Tuesday and appraise my entire collection. They said my timing was perfect for them and their upcoming furniture auction August 14, 2009."
He continued to explain to us that he is going to be forced to sell to his treasured possessions below wholesale because his company had merged with another. Part of the agreement requires him to relocate to New York City where his quarters will be much smaller. There he will not have enough room for all the antiques he now lives with everyday.
During the lunch break I had enough time to chat with him and ask him if I could visit his building to have a look at the antiques he is putting up for sale. I explained that perhaps I could purchase a few pieces that could someday fit into John's and my dream building.
He looked surprised but pleased and said:
"Hey this would be great! I would love for you to come and take a look. My place is within walking distance from here so let's do it after you close today."
For the first time I noticed what a sexy guy this one was; in fact he was quite unforgettable with his chiseled rugged looks. Maybe he was not what some would call handsome but he had that "Marlboro Man" look about him. He was strangely irresistible and all man, without a doubt.
Knowing I needed to put those thoughts on the
back burner to get through the rest of the day, I
switched mental channels, had lunch and prepared
to begin the afternoon session.
The seminar ended for the day at 4PM and Vincent and I walked up Monroe to Jefferson to State, Cherry and on over to Washington to short-cut through to
his place near Prospect and Fulton.
Here in the midst of all the old magnificent Lumber Baron Mansions (6) high on the hill was Vincent's
historic building. It was smack in the center of the Grand Rapids Heritage Hill District facing downtown.
As we entered the courtyard he pointed out various old plantings in his formal garden and as well as the formal hedges carved into living statues. The small bronze plaque by the door identified the place as the Architectural Firm of Wright & Kendall, Co.
Putting his key into the massive hand carved black walnut door he looked at me with an intense gaze and said:
"Would you care to join me Sunday for the guided tour of The Meyer May House? It is an exquisite example of Frank Lloyd Wright's Prairie Style architecture. With your love of anitque furnishings you will find the way it is furnished quite fascinating. It is a show place for the Mission Style Gustive Stickley's 1920's Furnishings." (7)
I was excited by the idea of this and exclaimed:
"Oh Vince, I would love that! I'm planning to be here through Tuesday of next week so it would work out perfectly."
Vince said:
"Well, then we have a date. I'll look forward to it.
Come now and let me give you the tour of my Palace."
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The basement is 2500 square foot (with nine foot ceilings). It lay partially underground yet was a walkout basement in the back. It once held the original soap stone kitchen, laundry facilities and servant quarters but now it served as a wine cellar and billiard room in one half; the other half was used as storage.
His offices were on the first floor of this 1850s Federalist beauty. It was another grand 2500 square foot space and filled with antique architectural drawing tables and tools accented with tasteful Grand Rapids made furniture from the past. Vince had all the necessary modern day tools but they were concealed in clever ways so as not to ruin the ambiance.
On the second floor there another 2500 square foot had been restored to accommodate Vincent's own personal richly laid out quarters. It was an exciting area - a masculine space - with richly paneled cherry woodwork and detailed panels that extended 3/4 up the walls. It stopped where mitered out plate rails functioned as a border and a narrow shelf that could hold his Grecian erotic plates and small bronze, pewter, and wood sculptures.
Finally on the top floor was the former ballroom with a widows walk above it encircled in pointed ornate wrought iron that kept the birds at bay. On the very top that over looked the city was a smaller square of about 1500 square feet lined with tall French doors on every wall and adorned with skylights above them in
light lacy stained glass that filled the room with a soft amber glow, yet did not obscure the stunning view.
Vince had converted it to a type of loft space that now served as guest quarters for his of town visitors.
Noticing how much I loved the space, Vince said:
"Hey Dagny if you and John come to town to shop
for real estate, let me know. You could stay here
if you like!"
With that we came back down to his quarters and walked out on the second floor balcony through a
row of French Doors that faced west over looking the Historic Grand River and the beautiful Four Star Amway Grand Hotel in downtown Grand Rapids where my seminar was taking place. We could see the giant red Alexander Calder Sculptor (8) in Vandenberg Center (9) even see the legendary Little Mexico Cafe (10) where our final dinner would be held complete with tequila and a Mariachi Band after we had a special
presentation at the nearby Gerald R. Ford Museum. (11)
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For two hours Vincent continued to show me his antique collection. I loved every minute of it. He obviously loved antiques and interior design as much as I did. Vincent fit so well into the City of Grand Rapids it seemed a shame he would be leaving this lovely historical town once known as the "Furniture Capital Of The World". It made especially good sense for Vincent's business to be in in Grand Rapids with his ties to Frank Lloyd Wright and the nationally known Grand Rapids furniture designer David Wolcott Kendall; two legends related to Vincent and in his field. (12).
I felt a sudden impulse to hold him close as he requested:
"Dagny, please call me Vince. Vincent makes me feel old. Btw I have a glass of Pinot Grigio here for you unless you would prefer something else
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I was feeling loose enough as it was with all the visual excitement and conversation and no food since lunch so the drink immediately hit me and I soon felt buzzed.
I was talking a mile a minute but i wasn't sure what I was saying. Pretty soon I hear Vince insisting that I stay for dinner. He told me:
"Look I have a restaurant style gourmet kitchen and love to cook but seldom ever have the chance lately to cook for anyone. Indulge me and stay for dinner. I promise to make it worth your while. Just relax with the books and let me make dinner for the two of us."
While I did as he requested I am began looking at his books along the West window wall that overlooks the city. Before long I began focusing on his extensive erotica collection.
I lean over the elevated window seat to look down through the eyebrow window where I caught a glimpse of Vince's reflection staring at me. I couldn't help but love it and felt increasingly turned on as I continued to read delicious forbidden words. Gradually I found myself shifting from foot to foot and giving an extra wiggle while I am reading and watching Vince's reflected reaction.
Feeling aroused and reading on I get lost in a particularly intense chapter and forgot all about watching for Vince's reflection. Then I realize he is standing behind me with his huge manhood pressed solidly against me.
I wonder if it is my imagination but I don't dare turn around. My face is hot and my heart beat speeds up.
I feel his hot breath on the back of my neck and hear him whisper in my ear:
"Are you enjoying the book....?
I feel tongue tied but eventually find my voice and say:
"Yes, the book is great."
Vince never moves - he is still pressing against me. I feel his hand go around my waist attempt to undo my trouser button, but it's too tight. He can't loosen my button.
It's a hot intense moment until suddenly in one swift movement he rips open my trousers and inserts his huge hands into my trousers and starts to play with my clit.
I protest loudly:
"NO VINCE - NO. I CAN'T DO THIS!"
But everything in me said "yes".
I wanted him and needed him badly. I had not had sex in several years and as much as I wanted to be loyal to my partner my body has gone into a crazed mode and felt totally out of my control. It's as if my body finally said "enough is enough" and suddenly got a mind all of its own.
As quickly as he tore off that top button he stopped and begins walking back to prepare our supper apologizing profusely for his actions.
I followed him into the kitchen and grabbing hold of him from behind, I put my arms around him and drop my hand down to feel his swollen package.
I can't stop myself from calling out:
"Oh Vince I need you so bad. Take me and fuck me hard. Fuck me good. I need to feel like a woman again...."
He turned around and kissed me pumping his tongue wildly in and out - fucking my mouth with his thick tongue as I take his throbbing cock in my hand releasing and pumping it until he picks me up in his mighty arms and carries me over to the stove.
Turing off all the burners he said:
"That my darling Dagny is so we can fuck in peace. We want it "hot" but not TOO hot! Dinner can wait!"
With that he carried me into the bathroom opened the medicine cabinet took out a tube of K-Y Jelly. Putting it into his pocket he pointed to a apothecary jar of assorted Trojans and said:
"Pick two darling. Your choice is my choice."
I saw a duel package that said "Orange and Cherry Flavored". I dropped my head down and removed it from the jar with my teeth.
Vince carried me into his living room and laid me down
on the big long burgundy leather sofa. He ran his fingers from my ankle to my inner thigh placing my left leg high on the back of the sofa leaving me wide open for him to do whatever he wanted.
I opened one of the Trojan package with my teeth and and blew it up like a balloon. I sucked on it on it a bit to tease Vince and give him a feeling for what he was about to get.
With a crazy grin on his face he pointed down to what was obviously his big rock hard cock. Mentally I sized it up as I sensed he wanted me to do; I thought to myself there are somethings in life that we are proud of but do not have the pleasure of advertising. I sensed this is how he felt about his own biological work of art. It was impressive for sure. I thought to myself, better be careful what you pray for because you might get it and I wasn't sure I would be able to.
Letting the air out of the rubber, I released his steel hard shaft from his stressed pants and taking that throbbing beauty in my hands, I coaxed the condom between my lips down around his tip. I licked his swollen shaft and placed his delicate balls in my mouth to keep them warm and enjoy my power over them;
enjoy the trust I knew he must have in me to allow me to do this. I read once that a man never forgets a woman who puts his family jewels in her mouth and somehow for whatever reason, I knew I never wanted him to forget me.
I delighted to the sounds of Vince's moans as I maneuvered the delicious Trojan into place with my excited tongue. As soon as it covered the entire length of his shaft I felt him go 69 on me and bury his face
between my legs.
I put his cherry coated cock in my mouth and sucked it at it as if it was a chocolate covered cherry on a stick.
Vince lapped the flavor of my juices with his tongue exploring me and fucking me and lingering as if he had all the time in the world. I felt my self having mini climaxes one after another that kept escalating and building higher and higher.
I had wanted this so much for so long but I wondered how long we could last in this state of pure ecstasy.
His voice shaking he said:
"Dagny I need you to let me put my cock in your ass - take that K-1 Jelly and lube me up good so I can easily
slide in and out of you. It's on that end table next to you.
At that point I wasn't going to question anything he wanted.
I smeared the jelly all over his sheathed cock and put some on my own finger, turned partially over shoving it up my own ass hole for double slide-ability. Falling back on my back I felt the tip of his cock nudging and trying to get in - he kept pushing and bit by bit I could feel him penetrating me. I had always heard this hurt but the way he was doing it felt unbelievably good and intense.
He began pumping me slowly while bringing me up close to him in a kneeling position where I could finger my own clit and help control the ass fucking. Afraid I was going to cum too soon I stopped moving and then felt him withdraw moaning:
"Oh Dagny, If I keep doing that I won't be able to stop
myself; I will cum to soon. Take this rubber off me and put the other one on. The same way as you did before, with your teeth.
I got off the couch while he laid down and stretched out full length. I carefully removed the cherry rubber and sucked on his bare cock. Not too fast and not too slow. I heard him tell me:
"I love this so much. Lord who knew my day would end
like this. Just keep sucking it Dagny. Just keep sucking it it feels so good...."
I knew that he wasn't going to last very long at this pace so reluctantly I took him out of mouth and began the gentle process of putting on "Orange flavored Condom #2" with my teeth, just as I had "Cherry Flavored Condom #1".
I reached over and grabbed the K-1 Jelly just for the hell of it and smeared it all over his cock and up inside my cunt as well. I was so wet it didn't seem like this was needed but I did it anyway. My long time depravation were driving me to excesses on this very special night. I was mad and hot and I didn't care.
Vince didn't need any special invitation and soon I felt the sweet sensation of his big cock completely filling my womanhood and literally rocking my world. He thrust deep into me and rocked us back and forth like two kids on the best teeter-totter ever (one that never ever felt this good).
Vince flipped me around and began pumping my pussy
from behind doggie style with me on all fours.
I yelled at him:
"Don't ever stop! Fuck me and fuck me and fuck me
forever more. Keep fucking me...OMG.... it feels so good
.......fuck me....OMG...."
About that time we both almost plummeted over the edge to Never-Never land; Vince turns me over flat on my back and filled me up once again with his stiff shaft and once again I feel wonderful. I tell him:
"Pound me! Pound me! Show me what kind
a man you are. Pound on me like I have never been pounded....oh yeah my strong man! Like that! Just like that...."
My little kitten had never had such a holy experience and this old fashioned "Missionary Style Visit" took us right on up over that big mountain where at the top we
cried out individually and together:
"I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming......OMG...
OMG....OMG....."
We totally collapsed into each others body in pure
exhaustion. Laying at last silently we were not only glad to be alive in that moment in time, we knew we were joined not only in body, but in spirit.
Hey Babe, the rest of the weekend was more of the same. What else can I say? It was beyond belief and I feel happier than I have in a long time. Oh yeah, the tour of the May House on Sunday was great!
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Footnotes:
(1) World Training Seminars is a fantasy company based on actual companies that provide specific company training. It is patterned after two actual
companies in existence today. Such companies are know for training business professionals. World Training Seminars provide a top-quality learning that gives genuine results and lifetime skills. They have 75+ business-oriented conferences and seminars that include training on: Leadership, coaching and team-building, communication and interpersonal skills. Personnel law Human resources and OSHA training, Time and project management. Negotiating and conflict management Women's career essentials Customer service training; Management and supervision. Business writting skills.
(2) Herman Miller, Inc.
A Fortune 500 Company out of Zeeland, MI
which is about 35 miles out of Grand Rapids, MI.
It is best know for it's 1920s Eames Chair and
Ottoman which is a highly desired antique that
looks modern. Dagny's and John Galt's patent
offices used to have one as part of state of the
art inventions displayed in their offices.Herman Miller, Inc. is an American manufacturer of office furniture and equipment, as well as modern furniture for the home. It is notable as one of the first companies to produce modern furniture, and the manufacturer of the Equa chair, Aeron chair, and Eames Lounge Chair. Herman Miller is credited with the invention of the office cubicle (originally known as the "Action Office") under the vision of then-director of research. Note: Once Ms. Alice Babebuilt shared a very frightening flight from Grand Rapids to Chicago in an icestorm with two wonderful men from this company. She will never forget that rough scary flight and being distracted by them teaching her all about Charles Eames and the Eames Chair. All men you fall in love with are not sex objects!
(3) Amway Grand Hotel
http://www.amwaygrand.com/amenities.html
Amway Grand Plaza Hotel is located in Grand Rapids, Michigan and is named after Amway Corporation, which is based in Grand Rapids. Originally known as The Pantlind Hotel (founded in 1913), Amway Grand Plaza Hotel reopened in 1981 after extensive renovations including the addition of a 29 story glass tower. The Pantlind was fashioned after English Adams architecture by designers Warren & Westmore and in its prime was rated as one of the top ten hotels in the US. The hotel is home to several well-known restaurants in Grand Rapids, such as Cygnus and the 1913 Room, Michigan's only AAA Five Diamond Award restaurant. The hotel is owned by Amway Hotel Collection, a subsidiary of Amway's holding company Alticor. Amway Grand Plaza Towers Building
The Grand River Promenade, the official name for the skyway, goes between the DeVos Place Convention Center and the Van Andel Arena. The skyway is on the hotel's second floor as well as the hotel's parking ramp
In honor of U.S. President Ford, one of the ballrooms in the hotel is named after him.routes stop near the hotel. The Lumber Baron Room bore witness to many a wonderous piano bar happenings with Amadeus, Babe and G.R.'s finest. The 1913 Room is the only restaurant in Michigan to be awarded 5 diamonds by the American Automobile Association. The 1913 Room as with others and the entire hotel was the site of Alice "Babe" Babebuilt's business meetings - it was where she would go to get away all by herself to read and rest and pamper herself. Also the hotel became her guest house where she'd put her out of town guests. Note: The hotel is prominent in the background of "Trees" the third NOOMA film featuring Rob Bell.
(4) Grand Rapids Heritage Hill District
One of the first in the USA to be designated and registered as a National Historic Neighborhood.
(5) Dumichelle Art Gallery
DuMouchelles Fine Arts Auctioneers & Estate Appraisers (since 1927)
409 E Jefferson Ave Detroit MI
Hours: Tuesday through Saturday from 9:30-5:30
8-14-2009 Sales features antique American furnishings, and more. One of several featured appraisers for Antique Roadshow.
(6) Lumber Baron Mansions
The mansions in Heritage Hill were built mostly by
the Lumber Barons of the 1800s who came to the area because of its virgin timber and the mighty Grand River that made transporting product possible.
(7) Vincent's great uncles masterpiece "The Meyer May House" is on Madison Avenue; was only a 10 minute walk away from Vincent's Mansion. It is now owned by the world famous Steelcase Corporation although everyone everyone still seemed to insist on calling it the "Frank Lloyd Wright House".
(8) Alexander Calder and his La Grande Vitesse
http://www.bluffton.
edu/~sullivanm/michigan/grandrapids/
calder/vitesse.html
Title: La Grande Vitesse (Calder's monumental
redish/orange stabile in VandenBerg Center.
Alexander Calder, internationally famous by his mid-30s, is renowned for developing a new idiom in modern art-the mobile. His works in this mode, from miniature to monumental, are called mobiles (suspended moving sculptures), standing mobiles (anchored moving sculptures) and stabiles (stationary constructions). Calder's abstract works are characteristically direct, spare, buoyant, colorful and finely crafted. He made ingenious, frequently witty, use of natural and manmade materials, including wire, sheet-metal, wood and bronze.
(9) Vandenberg Center
(10) Little Mexico Cafe: It's Mariachi Band
The Little Mexico Cafe is only a short walk across the Stocking Street/Bridge Street Bridge which sits next to the Amway Grand Hotel. This has been a popular spot for over 30 years. Long ago Babe and her family were personally invited by the original owner Martin Morales to a old fashioned christening for a beautiful child that was born to him and his young wife. The ceremony began in the nearby Catholic church. After the baby was christened a "Mariachi" band in colorful costumes escorted us all to the Morales "Little Mexico Cafe". In the parking lot goats were being roasted in an open pit for all the guests. Carrying the sweet baby (in a long white gown) they made the rounds inside the cafe to each of their seated guests who silently blessed the baby and parents. Anyone who was fortunate enough to be there on that magical day is sure to always recall the gracious warm hospitality of the Morales. It was one of those glorious unforgettable days that celebrated the loveliness and promise of new life.
This landmark place burned to the ground September
of 2008. The new owners (since 1997) are rebuilding the cafe. According to Alberto Ayala, a relative of the owners Alberto and Consuelo Ayala, the new building will feature a bar, a meeting room and a second floor near Stocking Avenue and Bridge Street. A recent news article reported that Martin Morales said he hopes the authenticity remains intact along with a personable atmosphere. "It makes me feel good they're going to reopen it," he said. "I got to the point in my business which I was very proud of where I could name 90 percent of my customers by name."
Special Note: "Mariachi" goes beyond music, it is the sum of a cultural revolution expressed through a group of musicians, dressed in popular clothing (most recently charro suits) which encompasses the essence of Mexico and its people. It is something cultural, spiritual and traditional that is unique to this country, an experience not to be missed is a maricho band.
(11) Grand Rapids Gerald R. Ford Museum
(12) "Furniture Capital Of The World"
At one time Grand Rapids, Michigan was home to
Berkey Gay, Baker, Imperial, Hekman, Sligh, Kendall and many other famous furniture company of the day. Even today it is home to many furniture companies that are well known throughout the world.
See: The History of Grand Rapids Told Through Historic Photographs: The second-largest city in Michigan, Grand Rapids has been an integral part of the fabric of United States history. The story of the "Furniture Capital of the World" reflects both a diverse and progressive spirit, and a unique culture that is the foundation of the city's present-day prosperity.
Frank Lloyd Wright's biography is well known as he is the world's most famous architect; and David Wolcott Kendall (b. 1851, d. 1910) as a nationally known furniture designer and for whom the Kendall College of Art & Design was founded. David was born in Rochester, New York, the son of a cabinetmaker who taught him the trade. He came to Grand Rapids, Michigan in 1879 to work for Phoenix Furniture Company, and began a career that had significant and lasting effects on the furniture industry. A man of varied interests and talents, he set up a chemistry laboratory in the basement at Phoenix and developed special finishes that transformed wood such as oak and ash into products more attractive to customers of the period. David Kendall traveled throughout Europe, Asia, and Central America to study new forms and decorative motifs in furniture design. The many rare and beautiful objects he acquired in his travels are still in the collection of Kendall. His lasting designs earned him the title "dean of American furniture designers" and included a version of the Morris Chair that became known as the "McKinley Chair" after President McKinley selected one for installation in the White House. Kendall was also credited with developing an office chair that revolves and reclines. Though he never patented the design, his ideas still reverberate in the office furniture industry that continues to thrive in West Michigan.
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